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Before seven is no time to be up on a weekend. It's no time to be up during the week either, but at least then i can blame it on work.
Three squirrels in the attic yesterday afternoon. I hates them. We called the trapping company that we used about a year ago to come and fetch. I'll get up there this afternoon and if nobody's home, try the mothball suggestion from roaming. We bought the mothballs yesterday, but by the time I got up there, they'd apparently returned for the evening. Fuckers.
In other noteworthy weekend news, I've started reading In a sunburned Country. So far, I like it. I'm not yet sure if I'm glad that I've read it after my Australia trip, or if I should have read it before.
In fact, I think I'm going to go make brekkie (english muffin scrambled eggs and cheddar, thanks to inspriation from nuala, and read some more. There's a small chance that I'll bake some bread today as well.
Three squirrels in the attic yesterday afternoon. I hates them. We called the trapping company that we used about a year ago to come and fetch. I'll get up there this afternoon and if nobody's home, try the mothball suggestion from roaming. We bought the mothballs yesterday, but by the time I got up there, they'd apparently returned for the evening. Fuckers.
In other noteworthy weekend news, I've started reading In a sunburned Country. So far, I like it. I'm not yet sure if I'm glad that I've read it after my Australia trip, or if I should have read it before.
In fact, I think I'm going to go make brekkie (english muffin scrambled eggs and cheddar, thanks to inspriation from nuala, and read some more. There's a small chance that I'll bake some bread today as well.